B4SS2 lyrics

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Stunna 4 Vegas


[Intro]
Uh
(Produced by Cre8)
Punch me in, though
Grah, uh, grah, grah, grah
Pull up and shop, no pull up to talk
4X
Ayy, n*gga
4 Way, you get this sh*t the Glo way
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
I go where I wanna go (Yeah)
And I do what I wanna do
Pull up and shop, we don't pull up to talk (Uh-uh)
Lil' n*gga, I ain't frontin' you
Lil' n*gga, you cap when you rap (Big cap)
So we is not bumpin' you (Not bumpin' that sh*t)
Ayy, I might put a gun on you (Uh)
Stunna man, I keep a gun or two (I keep that fire)
Uh, I move like the mob
'Cause I'm bool with the mob (Gang)
He do the wrong thing, we take off his face
My young n*gga pulling his card
Lil' n*gga, you tryin' too hard (n*gga, you cap too hard)
I put that bread on yo' top, they knockin' it off
Ain't spin on no blocks, I'm a boss
I get you gone with some cost (Come here)
Spin it back, end on the re-up (Cash)
Stunna took off, these n*ggas can't keep up
I want one K for a feature (Bag)
I spread it 'round like a preacher (Uh-uh)
Stunna too hot and these n*ggas not
These other n*ggas wanna be me (But you can't)
Uh, n*gga touch me, I'ma beat him
Run up, he chopped all in the semen (Get spanked)
Uh, free Wop, free Glo (Gang, gang)
We know, n*gga (Yeah)
b*tch n*gga, you told
She say I'm broke, you a whole ho, n*gga
Uh, free Dog, free Whammy
n*gga, on Rich Whammy
n*gga, on Big Whammy
Yeah, n*gga, on Rich Whammy, rich
[Interlude]
Hold young man, n*gga
You know
4 Way, you will get this sh*t the Glo way
That's revenge for success, n*gga
And them n*ggas can't eat with us no more
Wham
Uh, uh

[Verse 2]
Check off his life like Nike (No cap)
He get put in the air like Mike (That's a rap)
We shoot movies, no Spike
Me, I keep that strap like a dyke (I keep that fire on me)
Ayy, we creep all night (Yeah)
I just catch a opp b*tch on sight
[?] tryna take his life
Put a pill on your head, I might
I'ma add that sh*t out, I don't fight (Yeah)
Playin' tough (Uh)
This the type sh*t get yo' man shot (Uh)
This the type sh*t get yo' mans off
Uh, we don't pull up in them vans, dawg
Ayy, we tryna wham y'all (Wham)
Get a bag for the low, we finesse y'all
It's [?] a n*gga, no tester
Uh, beat the plug, re-up with extra (I re-up with bags)
I re-up up his pressure
Stunna man beat up the beat, he pressured
I beat up your freak, we f*ck out the sheets
I pop a 3-O, she get f*cked with three O's
We [?] an OT, another three O
I might OD, I just pour the whole four
Dranker on me, ain't got no 3-O
Slime hit the fight, we catch a low (Ooh)
$wagg like, "f*ck these n*ggas" (f*ck 'em)
That they broke (Broke-ass n*ggas), they ain't got no ho (No)
Jug off the porch, got [?]
If they sleep, first set 'em up, they won't (Uh-huh)
I'ma give 'em that dope (Uh-huh)
Stunna man dope, no coke
I'm thinkin' 'bout racks and packs (Yeah)
Taliban thinkin' 'bout smokin' y'all
[Outro]
Uh, no code involved
$tunna Season, b*tch (Thinkin' 'bout knockin' your block off)
Uh, uh (Thinkin' 'bout puttin' that on yo' top)
Uh, uh (Youngins Gs come get yo' top off)
Clan talk (Boss talk)
Type sh*t get yo' mans chopped (Yeah)
Yeah, that, "Grah," talkin'
Clan talk (Yeah)
Type sh*t get yo' mans chopped (4X)
Free Glo, uh
Always run down God way
Uh, take off your top way
Uh
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